He was playing.I was like a piece of chocolate melting on his tongue.I hated it.I loved it.
‘That’s it.’ He gave a wicked smile.‘I want to hear those moans, Sunshine.’
His tongue swirled across my breasts finally, and I arched into his mouth, my head thrown back.It was the most delicious, infuriating sensation, doubled by the graze of his teeth.Ren finally unclipped my bra and drew one nipple into his mouth while he palmed the other.It was impossible, almost painful, how desperate I was for him.
I clawed at his clothes.‘Off.’
‘Yes, ma’am.’
Ren grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it off in one motion.My hands traced the tattoos – the sun and moon that represented us.I placed a kiss there, and my hand drifted over his abs.He tensed and flexed.And I don’t know how I hadn’t noticed it before, when I’d seen him outside the showers, or that night in the tent.His stomach was defined, more muscular than I’d noticed then.
My eyes narrowed.‘Have you been working out?Where?With who?’
Ren laughed, a lovely, low sound.‘Are you jealous of my gym buddy, Lydia?’
He took a step closer, pulling us flush together.My breasts pressed into his chest.Ren’s lips grazed my ear, his palms across my waist.
‘I’ll only go to the gym with you from now on, love.Happy?’
Ren grinned as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.The gym was my love language, and he knew it.
‘Maybe.’
‘Can I make you even happier now, please?’
‘Yes.’
Ren’s eyes grazed over me again, ‘Struggling to know where to start.’
‘Well, I can help with that.’
I shifted us around and pushed Ren on to the bed, feeling empowered by his gaze and the way he looked at me like I was a goddess.He leaned back on his elbows, stomach flexing and dark hair ruffled from where I’d pulled at it.His eyes were molten and kept tracking my movements as if he couldn’t – wouldn’t – miss anything.He looked like a god of debauchery and sex.
I undid the button on his jeans.Ren cocked an eyebrow when I shrugged them off him with ease.
‘You’re good at that.’
‘Jealous?’ I raised an eyebrow, quoting him.
‘Always.’
I pulled back Ren’s black boxers, exposing his hard cock.I slid my hand up his thick thighs to tease him, running my hands near, but nowhere near enough.His cock twitched, desperate for attention.I laid a kiss there.
‘Lydia.’ He breathed.
‘Now who’s the tease?’ I smiled before pulling him out and giving him a single, hard stroke.
A noise reverberated through Ren’s throat.It was desperate and needy.I smiled and shifted so I was on my knees between his legs.I leaned down and kept my eyes on Ren as I opened my mouth and swiped a tongue over the head of his cock.
‘Fuck, Lydia.’ He groaned.
I swirled my tongue again, making Ren’s eyes roll back, and I sucked a bit harder this time.Then, once he got used to that teasing, and watched me in rapture, I took him deeper, humming as he swore again, and wrapped his fist around my ponytail.
‘Fuck.That feels so good.You feel so good.’ Ren groaned, and I took him deeper.‘Look at you.Taking my cock deep in your mouth.God!’
As if he couldn’t take it any more, his head rolled back, his Adam’s apple bobbing.I sucked him harder.His eyes rolled back in his head.I bobbed again, but took him deeper this time.
‘Nope.No.’ He shifted away from my mouth.‘If you keep doing that, I’m going to embarrass myself.’ He ran a thumb over my swollen lips.‘And I need to touch you.’
